Why once in a while in our mind we make up a stupid question or a very stupid idea. And once you have this question in your brain you keep thinking about it. You keep wondering “Should I ask him/her?” But it is always something stupid. Something you don’t really need to know. For example, I wanted to ask someone “Why are you with me?” And I don’t need to know the answer and I DON’T want to know. But it’s still here; the stupid question is still in my head. And no matter what he says I will not like his answer. The only way for me to like the answer is to answer the question myself. Then why do I have it? Why can’t I just get rid of it?
This is just one example, but there are millions of them. Each and every one of us knows that he/she had a question like this. In addition, some of us ask and others just keep those questions to themselves. I am stupid. I usually ask. I ask and regret right away. But when it comes back I don’t hesitate and ask again. Why? I don’t know.
But now I think I am going to stop. Stop asking, stop bothering, stop crying, stop whining and stop feeling sorry for myself. Yes, I don’t have any friends. Yes, I hate my job and my home. And I don’t talk to anyone about this, only you Artem. And I don’t know why I am telling you about my problems. Do you really care? Should you really care?